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poetry
May it never be so
that my affection for justice has died
Or my desire for truth has been replaced
with the lust for the evil and the lies
that choke the righteousness our of lives
May I never loose the drive
to resist the selfish temptations
that have toppled great nations and
the greed that has consumed every generation
But embrace the humility and patience required
to love another soul
And may my words always flow
from a broken heart determined to empathize
with the pain and struggle all of us in this life have to endure
Never rising too high above
and forgetting how I arrived
— Me, reflecting on “You love evil rather than good, falsehood rather than speaking the truth.” Ps 52.3
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